No matter

Children, clients, parishioners, the people in Starbucks. Everyone. 

They arrive, they leave.

No matter your plans for them

They make their own plans

She sings upstairs

We will miss the singing.  Still, she will arrive to sing again.

This

The summer before she leaves

For college,

She sings upstairs

Before she leaves

For one more week

Of camp,

Only to return again

This Friday

To sing upstairs

And leave

And arrive

To sing again,

And leave

And arrive

And sing.

Mackerel sky

Today I drive again.  My first venture was to the doctor to get blood drawn.  Hardly something to look forward to, but still... I traveled alone, listened to my choice of music.  On the way home I saw the mackerel sky.

Today I determine

When I leave,

When I return home.

The car travels the route

I determine.

Overhead the clouds

Proclaim

Mackerel sky

Mirror fish scales

Out of sight

Swimming

Swimming

In lakes and ponds,

Oceans and seas.

Today I swim

Determine the venue

How I will arrive

How I will leave

Road or stream

I see

Mackerel sky

Mackerel sky

The clouds proclaim

Endless possibility.